The Dark Gift or "Luke...Come to the Dark Side."

Greetings Disco Citizens!

So every now and then something happens that makes me furrow my brows and think, "What the hell????"

It used to happen to me a lot when I was younger, but every now and then (more during Spring), something strange happens.

I get cruised by straight guys (yeah right....straight to bed is more like it). These guys can be married, bi, whatever...it still happens.

It has occured so frequently that my friends and I have called it---THE DARK GIFT (I know it sounds like it was bestowed as a secret power from the lower recesses of hell). Today was a prime example of it...

I was getting my lunch at the local cafe which is in the office complex where I work. It was crazy busy. I walked in and stood in line. I glanced at all of the people and knew that it would be a long wait. As I perused the crowd casually, I saw a good looking guy (pretty built, but not overly so). He was looking at and talking to a female co-worker, and then I noticed his wedding ring.

After seeing the shackle around his finger, my attention immediately was diverted, until I felt that curious feeling of someone staring at me. I, again, casually looked around, safely hidden behind my lightly-tinted, black framed glasses (I feel like a beatnik spy wearing them). I catch the culprit, and to my surprise--Married guy.

His co-worker was still chatting him up as he looked me up and down (I was using perepheral vision, so he didn't know I was checking him, checking me out). Wanting to catch him in the act, I looked right at him with one of those fast head snaps that usually freak people out (I love doing that). He was completely nonplussed, and not only that, he smiled at me, all the while, his co-worker was still chatting...until...she asked him a question, and he didn't answer.

If you knew me well, you would have an inkling of my next action.

With complete understanding that his co-worker would soon figure out that he was smiling at someone, and follow his gaze to me...IT WAS TIME TO FUCK WITH THE STRAIGHT GUY...

Just as she saw that her friend's attention was diverted, and started looking in my direction, I flashed "the dazzler" (the one from my last story), then I coyly looked down so he could see that I was shy and had cute dimples.

I looked up again, right into his eyes after the mandatory 3 second "eyes downward cast" move, and looked him straight in the face, knowing full well that his co-worker was watching the interaction dumbstruck.

He gives me a great smile in return, which I emulate while looking "straight" into his eyes.

At the perfect moment, I looked right at his co-worker who happened to be looking at him still smiling at me and slightly motioned my head in her direction (you know, the casual head point that is subtle enough to direct someone's attention).

He immediately realizes he was been super-uber-mega busted by one of the office hens.

I grab my lunch from the nice lady, turn around, and leave...thank god I ordered it to go, not for one second feeling guilty about calling his shit out...If he's stupid enough to flirt with me wearing a wedding ring, I am twisted enough to make sure he gets caught.

Lunch was good. Hope yours was too today.

"Luke...I am your father"

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